#leftreflection

he senses an inorganic being nearby on the streets. pivoting on the heels of his feet, he faces the being his sensors had noticed.

“an android?”

a curious expression appears on genos’s face as he looks on at the android nearby. in his world, he has only met androids or cyborgs suited for combat, but this one seems... different. not weak, but created for a purpose beyond his understanding. 

being a cyborg himself, he approaches. genos tilts his head curiously and asks forwardly, 

It’s just an average day.

Or, rather, is what has been forced to become “average”-- a far cry from the life she had once lived that now seemed so long ago as her stay within the city stretches onward. Though it seemed to be an impossible feat in the beginning and the adjustment had been difficult, she had finally fallen into a schedule of sorts, finding multiple activities and ways to preoccupy her time so that she would have less of it to spend thinking. About her home. About her career. About her fellow VOCALOIDs. About Len. 

The android had grown rather talented at suppressing her emotions when it came to her twin and although the occasional breakdowns were inevitable, they had started occurring less and less which came as nothing short of a relief. And although always the more selfish of the two, even Rin couldn’t deny that it was best he remain safe at home and far from this place and all the dangers that undoubtedly lurked within it.

Her thoughts are interrupted when she takes notice of the crowd before her, excited that she managed to pick the perfect day to attempt another one of her street performances in hopes of seeking out some extra cash. Although random, whenever the eclipse appears it is common knowledge that many new people are going to be approaching therefore making it an excellent time to try and garner some attention and potential business.

She’s just about to get started when a flash of yellow catches her eye, gaze instantly drawn to the blonde ponytail that seems to stick out from within the crowd. The thought that it looks a lot like Len’s is the first to cross her mind and she can only scoff in response, immediately annoyed with herself. Her mind has played this cruel joke on her many times before-- moments where she swears that she has seen him pass her by in the sea of faces and strangers that occupy the city only to be crushed by the disappointment that follows when she is wrong. Because she is always wrong and it is never actually him. And Rin is determined to not allow herself to fall for it again. 

The android has already spun around on her heel, back now facing the crowd as she takes a step forward, all too eager to leave behind what is no doubt just some stranger with a similar hairstyle to her brother when she hears a voice stutter out an apology for bumping into somebody. She can pluck it right out from the crowd because it isn’t just any voice. She’d be able to recognize it anywhere-- one modeled so similar to that of her own. Fear grips her like a vice, paralyzes her as she contemplates whether it’s worth turning around again or not but it sounded so real this time that she can’t help but ignore all logic and obey her heart, slowly spinning and gaping when she catches a glimpse of his face.

“Len?” There’s no way for him to hear her from so far away, especially because the name comes out as a strangled whisper but before she can even realize what is happening the blonde is already sprinting ahead, clumsily and carelessly shoving people out of her way and ignoring their grunts and agitated protests as she calls out far louder this time, “Len!!”

(I WANTED TO DO THE SAME THING except len knows or has some vague understanding of bandori in his….CUZ I LOVE BANDORI AND HAROHAPI LKHFLFHF)

If there was one thing Gakupo had learned within the ten years of knowing the dynamic duo that was Rin and Len, it was that if you ran into one, you were always bound to find the other soon enough. So the fact that he ran into Len was not very shocking at all. He would have been more surprised if he hadn’t been able to find the other. 

“Len-san~! Over here!!” Gakupo raised an arm and waved eagerly to get the other’s attention. Though, with the way he stood out among the crowd in both height and attire, its not like he had to do too much to draw attention to himself. At least with the oddity of this place, he didn’t stick out quite as much as he sometimes would back in their own world. 

Dropped for you!

“Sup?” Literally a simple way to say hi to a stranger. Well, he’s a kid and some sort so he’ll give it some slack. Was he lost in this place? Not even sure himself. But this is a good time to know some people around here, Newcomer or not.

“...It was an accident.”

It’s the only explanation she offers upon a huff, arms crossing defensively as she glances away with puffed-out cheeks. It isn’t often that Len scolds her but in the rare occurrences where it does happen even she has to admit that it is usually warranted. At this moment, however, the blonde is feeling far too embarrassed by her own mistake to calmly accept his exclamations. 

The twins stand side-by-side, peering over a stranger who upon first glance may appear to be dead though the fact that he is asleep becomes clearer the longer you stare-- chest steadily rising and falling. 

“Seriously.” She adds on quickly, just in case her brother doubts her.

“I tried shaking him to wake him back up until you got here but it wouldn’t work so let’s just hurry up and get out of here.” Always the one to take the lead and eager to run away and leave this little incident behind her, she’ll be surprised if Len doesn’t argue against the suggestion. He has always been the more empathetic of the two, after all.